Hopefuly this isn't a repost.
I used to have a Labrador retriever & I was buying a large bag of Purina
at Wal-Mart and was in line to check out. A woman behind me asked if I
had a dog(?).
On impulse, I told her that no, I was starting The Purina Diet again,
although I probably shouldn't because I'd ended up in the hospital last
time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care
ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that
it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply
eat one or two every time you feel hungry & that the food is
nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.
I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now
enthralled with my story, particularly a tall, cowboy who was behind
her.
Horrified, she asked if I'd been poisoned. I told her no; I'd been
sitting in the street licking my balls and a car hit me.
I thought the cowboy was going to have to stagger out the door.
